Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Hope grows between cracks in the asphalt

In the downtown ghetto streets that contour

The government housing intentions of my heart

And no one notices the daisies don't care

About gang related violence

As long as they get enough air and water and sun

They're all just fine

Chorus

Who would've thought it but life is finding a way

Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain

There's a man down here somewhere between

The Saturday cartoons and the dirty magazines

He's raising the dead in the graveyards

Where we've laid down our dreams

His name is Hope

Verse 2

Hope stands high on the fifteenth floor

On a Christmas tree perched about the ledge of a fortress

Of steel that's trying too hard to be somebody's home

As it sees my attention from I-85 though the throws of the day

Were still writhing inside

I lifted my head as I drove home that night and knew

Everything was gonna be fine

Chorus

Who would've thought it but life is finding a way

Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain

There's a man down here not worried or afraid

That some politician forgot all the promises he made

And he's raising the dead in the graveyards

Where we've laid down our dreams

His name is Hope

Verse 3

Can you hear him outside he's been singing all night

He's saying when you gonna come out from behind

These paper thin walls, your cardboard box realities

Chorus

Who would've thought it but life is finding a way

Through this wasteland of cynics, concrete, and pain

There's a man down here not worried or afraid

That some politician forgot all the promises he made

And he's raising the dreams in the graveyards

Where we've laid down our DEAD

His name is Hope

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